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“Certainly, my dear. There’s no need to return the clothes. They’re not that expensive anyway,” said the older woman.

As she helped Millie change earlier, the hostess noticed the fine texture of Millie’s garments, so unlike her own. She suspected that Millie might feel discomfort in her rougher attire.

Upon their exit, a dreamlike scene met their eyes: snow danced through the air ina fervent waltz, its grace captivating.

“Please accept this as a token of our gratitude, madam,” Derek urged, pressing a substantial amount of money into her hands before rushing to the vehicle.

The hostess’s eyes widened at the unexpected gift, her voice rising with alarm.

“What are you doing? I’ve already told you I won’t take money from you.”

car, Derek looked on, his gaze drawn to the spectacle of Marcus cradling Millie as he trod through the snow. This powerful figure, now revealed in a new light, portrayed a rare tenderness

for his phone to inform the search team of Millie’s recovery, Derek’s thumb

bottle of red

red wine—a match made in heaven. Let’s savor it,” she declared, her eyes

accepted the glass, perplexed by

tragic scene in a film they watched, she’d burst into laughter, a reaction that both

this evening,” Humphrey remarked cautiously, his confusion apparent. The memory of Nancy’s rage earlier in the

am, Humphrey. I am indeed,” Nancy replied, her eyes gleaming with an enigmatic smile as she clinked

Millie had perished in

matter if Millie had won?